here’s a new invention i’m not that keen on. it’s a massage chair, available for public use in service stations. you pay £1 and get jiggled for 10 minutes.
all it does is shake you around and make your money fall out your pockets and down the back of the cushion.
and, honestly, who would strip off and sit in one of these chairs in the lobby of a service station.
(with the exclusion of saturday night british beer heads)
any ideas what this is ? i didn’t work it out for ages.
motion blurred (because i was moving) sign warning of the danger of young pheasants. we only saw this photo after we’d cycled through about a hundred mad running pheasants on a road !
another one for davescollections
cycling seems to be our new hobby. today we went for a three hour cycle round Windsor park with us all cycling. here’s my attempt at taking a photo whilst cycling.
and here’s kezia cycling on her own last thursday
there was a village show today and i entered a few photos in the arts and craft section
i won one first prize which i was very pleased with. the category was ‘through an arch”
this being a classic british village fete there were people dressed in funny clothes and people in funny hats and umbrellas in the sun::
and flower arrangements which fell down:
and vegetables which won prizes then got eaten by a caterpillar:
(the caterpillar was still around)
and where there are jars of home preserve and runner beans as far as the eye can see:
and where people check the winning items very closely:
it was also a place where everyone was really friendly and seemed to be having a brilliant time !
our whole family is now capable of cycling which opens up a whole range of exciting cycling trips. hoorah for wheeled mobility
jane and my mum were convinced this was the chap off Rogue Traders and/or watchdog or something similar. i don’t really know who he is but i did get this photo.
wadyafink ?
update: jane found this link for us matt allwright
it’s a comedy mirror in an optical illusion museum (which may not have actually existed)
my nightclubbing days are well behind me, but i was intrigued by what the inside of this place would be like. it’s looks rather domestic from the outside !
how often do you walk down the street and see someone’s telly is on and wish you could stop for a while and watch it ?
or perhaps you look through their window and think ‘their life looks interesting, i wish i could hang around for a bit and see what happens next ?’
well, these people are happy for you to do either of the above as they’ve conveniently put a leather sofa in their front garden.
photo of me by jane and jane by me
